Oracle of Terra

— beep beep

"Hey?"

[Terres, I heard Ms. Ioletta say that you ran away? 】

Listening to the voice of accountability from his friend, Telles seemed to remember that he had promised to show little Amiya.

But it seems that he ran away from plot zero in order to pretend to be chic, and now his friend called for accountability.

"Oh, that thing, actually..."

After using the prophecy ability to see if Amiya's condition would deteriorate, Telles licked the sauce on the corner of his mouth while answering his friend Lucifer.

"I have already seen that she will wake up tomorrow, remember not to make her work too hard, just rest for two more days."

According to the prophecy, the loss of Amiya was due to the fact that Telles gave Theresia some reinforcements and back-ups in [Shupnos], so that her consciousness began to gradually complete from the remnant to the complete, and also Therefore, the loss caused by Amiya's use of the authority of the king is actually far less troublesome than before. In addition, the ore disease of the little rabbit has already been suppressed, and Telles also has too much worry about her. It is better to say He had already figured out a plan to immediately revive Theresa in situ, that is, under the circumstances that her original body had nothing to do with it.

Come to a king's devotion by yourself, and give Teresia a fresh and beautiful body that was even completely freely created by Telles.

【real? 】

Lucifer didn't know much about Amiya's situation, because Kelsey didn't tell him in detail at all, but he knew that his friend should... be reliable.

"Why am I lying to you about this matter? Don't be too tired. Remember to drink plenty of hot water."

After finishing speaking, Telles hung up the phone and continued to enjoy the satisfaction brought by the cheap food on his lips, while watching the scene of urban revival and prosperity, no matter when it was seen, it was so good.

489. Reunion

"I always feel a little nostalgic, don't you think, Magnus?"

"Oh...that's true."

Looking at his wife's lively appearance, apart from her pale face, she was much better than himself, a sick child who needed to sit in a wheelchair.

Her body's nutritional recovery went through this period of time, and under the careful care of Ioletta and the doctor lady of the Silver Spear Pegasus, she was much more comfortable than being seriously ill. After waking up, she could go to the field immediately, and even received Passed the job of pushing the weakest man in the Linguang family.

"But here comes the question, Magnus, why are there so many people patrolling near our house? What kind of high official did your father become? I remember that your old man has retired?"

At the end of the memory, Margaret still remembered that after Cyril Linguang retired, he was idle at home, and spent most of his time giving advice to his lovely daughter.

"Maenna is now the commander of the Knights of War, and he is much more beautiful than me, a bad old man."

Although he, Cyril Linguang, recently took up such a powerful position as the apostle of the Demon King, but according to Telles, it does not have legal benefits in Kazdel.

So in general, he is still an old man with no job, no job... not right, he seems to be a competitive knight of the Red Pine Knights now.

Thinking of this, the old man had a headache again.

"Hey, Manna is the commander of the Knights of War, Magnus, you have to work hard."

Saying this, the red-haired lady grabbed her husband's face, but the model knight in a wheelchair didn't resist, just blindly immersed in such happiness.

"Sister, this feels really good."

"Yes."

Looking at her younger sister who looked as if she was about to cry, Margaret also felt that her eyes were moist. Once upon a time, there was only depression and loneliness in the house. Under the heat of summer, the younger sister was running around in the yard, and the old man was lying on the bed. The sun on the rocking chair, my practice, and my uncle's distressed expression after his parents disappeared.

The former Linguang family was left with only dullness, the active mother no longer, and the father who could regulate the uncle's mood also disappeared. Margaret, who came back here after her grandfather passed away, originally thought that she would be severely reprimanded by her uncle. , but the situation did have some unexpected changes. The grandfather's resurgence, the return of his parents, and the dispersal of the dark clouds over Casimir, most of the suffering and misery were caused by the high-handed attitude of the young lady. It was easily solved, and that magical Mr. Sarkaz also played a crucial role in it.

"Okay, okay, have my two lovely babies honed their skills in the past few years, let mom see? By the way, father!"

"Ok?"

"Call that guy Manna back, it's a rare family reunion, let him abuse his power or something, take a leave of absence and come back and we'll have a good meal! I'll cook myself!"

"Uh....."

"hiss....."

The expressions of the two men in Linguang's house were as ugly as if they had eaten bitter melon. This Miss Margaret was as enthusiastic as her bright red hair, but equally, her hobbies were also quite enthusiastic. Although the cooking skills can't be said to be masters of dark cooking, but the preference for bright red and spicy food can be said to torment the light appetite of the two men.

Usually, only Manna, who is desperate for face, would sweat and swallow her cooking factors, so she is a real man of the Linguang family.

"No, no, no, Margaret, you just recovered, or we can find a good place to have a good meal, and we can't work hard on you."

"Indeed, I also agree with Magnus."

The old man echoed, but soon they remembered one thing.

"Isn't the Great Knight's collar fully restored? I heard that the restaurant has not resumed operations yet. Don't we have to eat at home?"

"Mother, in fact, we can go to Old Martin's bar and have a good meal, call Auntie and Master Koval."

"Indeed, Maria has a good idea, mother, although I also miss your special dishes, but for now it is better to rest."

"Well... since my two lovely babies say that, that's okay, and it's been a long time since little Zofia, but Koval and Martin, I don't know if they have changed Margaret and Maria are so big."

"Huh...Father, I escaped unharmed."

"Ah."

"So you're going to contact Manna?"

Magnus felt that if he called his good brother back for a reunion dinner, he would probably refuse with a stinky face, and then stick to his post or something.

But it would be different if his father called him. Although Manna had a bad temper, he only obeyed his father.

Of course, Magnus is no exception on this point.

The backbone of the Linguang family has always been this tall and straight old man like a towering tree.

It is precisely because of this that Magnus, who heard what Maria said about what happened to Linguang's family in the past few years, can only sigh with emotion, the hardships of his good brother, and also feel pain for his own incompetence.

"Speak to him yourself."

But even the old man is unwilling to let his son leave his post because of this kind of thing, but this makes Magnus, who loves his wife, feel a little difficult...

"Okay, I'll come, Margaret, do you know the contact information of Manna?"

Naturally, Magnus, who was recuperating during this period, did not have any means of communication. Even if he went out, his two daughters took turns to take care of him.

"Father, I don't think uncle will leave his post without authorization?"

Looking at her mother Margaret who picked up the communicator not far away and began to play with her acquaintances, Margaret discussed this matter with her father in a low voice.

"Look, it's a big deal for Margaret to drag him over in person. Anyway, your mother has always been very active."

"I seem to be able to imagine such a scene."

Margaret sighed with emotion, the current vigorous and resolute behavior has been like this since the beginning, and both Maria and Zofia admired it very much when they were young, but her favorite is indeed her grandfather who is heroic and has many glorious deeds.

— buzzing...

The communicator on the pocket of his clothes rang. Manna Linguang took out the communicator and saw the caller ID of his niece.

"it's me."

He is currently in charge of commanding the maintenance of order in the urban area, as well as the planning and practice of the revival work. The guys from the Chamber of Commerce somehow changed their temper and actually dispatched a lot of personnel and issued a large number of supplies to assist the work itself.

However, it is also a wishful situation for the knights who are fighting. At least there is not much hindrance in the revival work. The trouble is the guys from the National Council and the Knights Association. The disappearance of Pegasus, the leader and advisor, made them It was a mess, but there was no shortage of voices denouncing the dereliction of duty of the Supervisory Committee, especially Manna, the commander of the Great City Defense Project, who was at risk of being dismissed. He couldn't help but sigh for Pegasus, a veteran figure relied on by the National Council and the Knights Association.

【Manna, it's me. 】

"Are you free to call me?"

Hearing his brother's voice, his expression also eased.

[Your health has improved a lot, and I'm a little free. Let's go to Old Martin's bar tonight and call Lyme and the others. 】

"Margaret all right?"

【Uh...you guessed it? 】

"If you can take the initiative to contact me to talk about this kind of thing, she probably has no problem, so maybe she said that she wants to have a reunion celebration or something and ask me to go there together?"

Margaret's hot-tempered character, Manna, was also hurt by it before, and only Magnus' meek character could stand her.

【so....】

"I should be able to find time to go there tonight. The situation here is better than I imagined."

Looking at the inactive corpses in front of him, the operation of the team led by Manna in the blockade area is probably nearing the end stage. Perhaps these people will not get up again from the moment Pegasus was knocked down. .

As for the relief of residents, let the people in the National Council worry about it. As for what they dare to embezzle supplies, Manna thinks that Ms. Ioletta will not let it go so easily.

He really needs to recuperate for a while recently.

Casimir's future chaos may make him much busier.

——At this moment, the branch office building of the Chamber of Commerce

"Uh, let me tell you first, I don't know anything about this."

Tolan Cash was called over by his 'new subordinate', looking at the piles of documents piled up on the table, he only felt his scalp tingling.

"Don't worry, I'm actually not very good at dealing with these things, Mr. Leader."

Roy on the side shrugged. After all, the New Alliance without Helms, no, it should be said that the brotherhood is going to take over the rights and interests of the middle and low-level citizens of Casimir. He feels that it is necessary to let the leader of the guild come over to find out what the hell is going on. Yes, anyway, the commercial operation direction of the Chamber of Commerce itself is considered by Charney and his deputy, but what Roy did not expect was that Charney would let his help take over part of his work so quickly, and even revealed something for him.

"Is he trustworthy? That's called..."

"He taught Markowitz, Mr. Roy, please rest assured that he is a good man and trustworthy, please trust my vision."

"All right, all right, anyway, you are the leader, and Monique and I are just in charge of finding fault."

It feels surprisingly comfortable that freedom has not been restrained these days, and the Lord Telles did not have any additional instructions or requirements for them. It is much better than the board of directors who receive a call every two days, at least he Right now, there is no need to kill competitive knights and war knights.

— beep beep

And just as he was thinking this way, the phone of Monique, who was helping with the paperwork, rang.

Roy's expression froze.

"I see, I will inform him, then see you tomorrow, Your Excellency."

After Monique dealt with the incoming message from there, he hung up the communication, and Roy wondered why he didn't answer the phone himself.

"What's the matter, Lord Monique?"

"Tomorrow, I will have a meeting with the people from the Supervisory Committee. Let me inform Charney, you and Tolan Cash, and wait for your Excellency to come over tomorrow, and then go there for an interview."

"Would that person want to mentally manipulate the people in the Supervisory Committee and the National Council?"

Roy couldn't help guessing maliciously, after all, this was in line with the idea of ​​the Sarkaz Demon King.

"Well, Your Excellency also said that mental manipulation is not as convenient as you imagined."

".........................."

This kind of feedback, as if anticipating Roy's teasing, made the big blue-gold man's face drip with sweat.

"It's not you who is lying to me, Miss Monique?"

"Not to mention your grammatical problem with Miss Your Excellency, this is indeed what Your Excellency said just now, do you want to listen to the call record?"

"Forget it, I don't want to hear it."

Roy only felt his scalp go numb, but Tolan patted him on the shoulder.

"The prophet who can predict the future, you'd better not think about talking bad things behind your back, although that person doesn't care too much."

Roy suddenly began to miss Little Platinum who worked hard.

It's better to say that Monique, the king of rolls, is naturally at ease in such a new workplace environment, and his fish-catching monster will become painful.

"Oh... I don't know if your Excellency can retire here."

"Your Excellency said that you can retire when you can't move anymore."

"It always feels a little annoying."

"................."

In fact, Monique also felt that this kind of prophetic statement was a bit scary.

It's just that she doesn't show it on her face at all. Anyway, as always, she just works hard.

490. advance